Slowing down, turning inward

I am finding that as it gets colder and darker outside, I also am getting colder and darker (of mood). I am going at a much slower pace than I have been used to, and the less I do, the less I want to do.
For example, take exercise–please. I mean, I’ve never liked it, but I would still go and do it. Now, I must have long battles with my inner couch potato to get myself to go to the gym even once a week.

• ME: Got to the gym!
• INNER COUCH POTATO: No! I don’t wanna go!
• ME: You have to go! You haven’t been in a whole week!
• INNER C.P.: No! I don’t wanna go! You can’t make me! It’s only 24 degrees out there! It’s too cold! It’s still dark out! I don’t have enough time! I’m too tired! What I really need is another hour of sleep!

(See what I’m up against?)

Then I have to wonder: is once a week doing even one bit of good? It’s a short walk (hey! would that count as exercise?) from one to none, which is what is keeping me going at all at this point, I think.

Well, that, and Bagel Tuesday*.

I think of all of the things that I’d rather be doing than going to the gym.

1. Sleeping for an extra hour
2. Cooking and eating breakfast in my kitchen with my family
3. Getting started writing my 2000 words
4. Sleeping for an extra hour (See how tired I am! I’m repeating myself!)

All right, so the bottom line is… guess! Did I go to the gym or not?

*Planet Fitness puts out free bagels, cream cheese, and coffee from Dunkin Donuts on the second Tuesday of every month. Can you guess what my one day a week at the gym is? Heh, heh, heh.